Chapter 1120: Sword End of the World (36)

"Do you want to be with me?"
Ming Xian suddenly dropped this sentence in her ear, and her fingertips trembled, and there was pain in her heart.
Like stepping on the air and falling off a cliff, thinking that there is no doubt that he will die, but suddenly falling on the cloud, soft and warm.
The whole world was quiet. He seemed to be back to the sea. On the deep blue sky, the stars were like weaving, and the waves supported them ups and downs. There was only the sound of each other's breathing in his ears.
He said, "Yes."
"Then stay by my side." Chu Zheng took the note away: "How did you give me the medicine last time?"
Chuzheng's topic turned too fast, and Ming Xian couldn't keep up.
"Just...just..." Ming Xian said vaguely, not daring to look at Chu Zheng's eyes: "I will take the medicine in advance."
Chu Zheng remembered that there were some weird bottles on Ming Xian's body. She even confiscated the sword and naturally confiscated his things.
"We are even." Ming Xian qualifies the matter before Chu Zheng, "You can't be angry."
If Chuzheng wanted to pursue it, she stopped.
Chuzheng pressed the man to the bed without annoyance and let him lie down.
Ming Xian pulled her: "Am I very selfish? Knowing that I don't have much time left, I still want to pull you."
"Don't go out and mess around with me on your back, no matter how you selfishly pull me." Chu Zheng put his hands on both sides.
Ming Xian clearly saw herself reflected in Chu Zheng's eyes.
Her eyes were still cold.
But Ming Xian felt that when she looked at herself, there was warmth in her concentration and earnestness.
Chu Zheng bowed his head and pecked on his lips.
"You should be glad you didn't choose to leave."
"……why?"
"I have to catch you if you run away. It's very troublesome." Chu Zheng paused, thinking of something, she asked: "Do you feel uncomfortable if I keep you locked?"
"Yes, a little bit." Ming Xian thought of the last time.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Ming Xian looked at Chuzheng's cold eyebrows and hesitated: "I...not angry. I'm just not used to being restricted."
Ming Xian didn't lie, he was really not angry with her at that time.
"Then you better stop thinking about running." Chu Zheng bounced out for a while.
She thought silently, even if it was what Hanyu said, she would not change it!
no way!
"You really don't mind that I only have one year..."
"No." Chu Zheng touched Mingxian's cheek with his fingertips, and assured him: "I will find a way and won't let you die."
Mingxian was greedy for the temperature in Chuzheng's hands and couldn't help but rubbed it.
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Brother Hanqiqi said that he would go back to read Master's handwritten notes, and took the qiqiqi away the next day, leaving a few prescriptions for Chuzheng to follow the instructions.
The medicine prescribed by Brother Hanqiqi is as bitter and bitter as it is, and it is totally different from the same style as Hanqiqi.
This is what Ming Xian has smelled recently, and now she feels nauseous.
"Can you drink..."
"I feed it or drink it myself." Chu Zheng said in a non-negotiable tone.
Mingxian dared not let Chuzheng feed him.
After Mingxian held his breath and drank the medicine, Chuzheng immediately stuffed him with a candied fruit. Mingxian swept the tip of his tongue to Chuzheng's fingertips, and licked it again without knowing whether it was intentional or no doubt.
Chuzheng was thankful that he washed his hands.
Chuzheng expressionlessly gave him the remaining candied fruit, turned his head and wrote a letter to Hanqin, asking him if Mingxian is suitable for doing something now.
When Han Yingling saw these two words, it was like a thunderstorm, and tremblingly replied to her-suggest not.
Chu Zheng was disappointed to stew the pigeons to replenish Ming Xian's body.
[...Miss sister, what are you angry about with other people's pigeons? 】
Not for eating?
[...] Eat you a ghost! [That's a carrier pigeon! 】
Not a pigeon?
【……】right.
Why can't it be a pigeon? I didn't eat it. You gave it to a good person. You condemn him to go.
【……】me……
The angry king sent Chuzheng a mission.
Chuzheng and Wangzhe tortured each other, it can be said that they kill each other and love each other.
In the end, the pigeon Mingxian definitely didn't eat it. He didn't eat meat, but Chuzheng changed his prescription and forced him to drink two mouthfuls of soup.
However, after drinking two mouthfuls before swallowing, he vomited all of them.
Hanxiu said that he wanted to replenish his body well, and that it was impossible to be a vegetarian!
How can a good guy be so picky!
"Do you have anorexia?" Chuzheng endured the urge to force it.
Ming Xian has never heard this term, but it can be understood literally, he shook his head: "No."
"Why don't you eat this, then don't eat it?" What do you want! Immortal! This plane doesn't support your becoming a fairy!
"dislike."
"What do you like, I'll let you make it for you." Chu Zheng wanted to kill the chef to sacrifice his life and calm down!
"..."
Ming Xian shook his head.
Chu Zheng glanced at the soup on the table, and then at Ming Xian, who lowered his head: "Come here."
Ming Xian glanced at Chu Zheng, hesitated, got up and walked to Chu Zheng's side.
As soon as he stood still, Chuzheng took him into his arms. Ming Xian couldn't stand firmly, and fell directly into her arms in an ambiguous and somewhat awkward posture.
Chuzheng circled him and brought the soup on the table.
"I do not want……"
Ming Xian: "!!!"
Xu was fed by Chuzheng using an alternative method, which caused Mingxian to not vomit, but was fed a lot by Chuzheng instead.
When Chu Zheng cleaned up, Ming Xian's face was still slightly unnatural, but fortunately, the upper face was blocked by a mask, which made him less embarrassed.
Ming Xian didn't know what to say, so she asked Qiu Yuehe: "Qiu Yuehe... is dead?"
Chu Zheng put his arms around him, playing with his fingers: "Do you want him to die?"
Ming Xian did not answer, but asked Chu Zheng: "Does he deserve to die?"
Kongming Valley has so many lives because of him.
Damn it?
There is no doubt that Qiu Yuehe has to pay for this.
Ming Xian clenched his fists: "Qiu Yuehe killed me all because of the shadowless sword..."
"Human greed has no upper limit." If you don't get it, you must find a way to get it, and if you get it, you will want more.
Chu Zheng felt that he had greed.
People who don't know much about this.
Ming Xian said in a low voice, "But I also killed so many people. I am no different from him. Those people outside call me the devil, and that's right."
Chu Zheng broke off his hand, pierced his fingers, pressed against the palms of his palms, and clasped his ten fingers together: "There are causes and effects. Your results are the cause of Qiu Yuehe's planting. This is not your fault. Don't think about it."
"Do you think I'm full of killings and hate me?"
"Do you think I despise you, you will sit in my arms now?"
"..." The dark clouds in front of Ming Xian disappeared a lot, but another emotion came up instead.